Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Women are like clothes. Well said.”

Sharon cackled sardonically as tears began to trickle down her face. “Taylor Blackwood, you really are a heartless b*stard. She stayed by your side for decades and even birthed you a child. That’s how you treat her?”

“Every man for himself,” Taylor remarked dryly.

“So, tell me. There’s police surrounding you right now, am I right?” Sharon abruptly questioned. “You’re stalling for time on purpose so that they can use their tracking device to figure out where I am.”

Taylor fell silent and lifted his head to look at the throng of policemen encircling him.

He never knew that his own daughter was so intelligent.

Sharon let out a sarcastic laugh. Tears were streaming down her face relentlessly. “What benefits did they give you in order for you to betray your

can’t escape. Just turn yourself in. Zachary and Charlotte

would you treat me

demanded in an agitated manner. Alas, there was nothing but silence on the other side of

Blackwood. I detest you!

top of her lungs, she

She hung her

used to treat her, she always treasured their kinship. Even at the most critical point in her life, she made it a point

that mystery man to save him. That was

settle down before she gave him a call to inform him about the money she set aside

facade. Only now do I see that he’s actually a self-obsessed scoundrel. It’s a pity my mom never knew that. She spent her whole life deeply in love with a brute like him. If I’d known how things would turn out, I should’ve just remained in that quaint city and lived a modest life. Why did I have to give up everything to return to the Blackwoods and acknowledge that scumbag as my father? At

Knock knock knock.

anxiously said, “We might’ve been followed. We must leave right

remained quiet. The look in her eyes turned

know what the meaning

a sudden, she felt like destroying the whole